Dragonball Z Character Diaries: Son Gohan's Journal

Dear Diary, just lately my life has become crazy, which is why I have decided to write in you for the first time. I want to look back on these events when I'm older, and enjoy reading them, using them as valuable knowledge to become a better man.

It all started with a reunion that my dad took me to. My dad's called Goku, he's really great! He's so nice, and a great fighter. I want to be just like him. Anyway, we were at a reunion with all of his old friends, when a big man came. He looked really big, and I was kinda scared of him. He hit daddy, and hurt him, but I was helpless to do anything. His name was...Raditz, yeah, and apparently he's dad's long lost brother. If brothers are as mean as him, I hope I remain an only child! he grabbed me, and took me away, where he threw me in his small spaceship. It was dark and cold, and really really scary. I cried until my eyes wouldn't stream with tears any longer, but Raditz just left me, shouting at me to stop occasionally. That didn't help, it only set me off to do it more. I thought that I was going to die, I'd never been so scared in my whole life! Well, I thought there was no escape, until daddy and a big green guy came. The green guy looked like someone who daddy kept on fighting, but they'd never team up because they really hate each other.

I'm not too sure what happened next, but I remember getting really angry, then something happened, but I haven't a clue what it was. I seemed to blackout, and when I awoke, I was with the green guy. It turns out that his name is Piccolo, and he wanted to train me. I didn't really have much of a choice, and was reasonably happy until I found out where dad had gone. See, when Raditz died, daddy did too, because he sacrificed his life to save me and the rest of the world. Well, I'd better get some sleep, Mr. Piccolo says he's going to train me really hard tomorrow. I'd better not cry again though, because he got really annoyed last time, and threatened to hurt me. I wouldn't put it past him, he seems like a very nasty man.

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Dear Diary, it's me again...well I'm the only one who would ever write in here anyway, because it's my diary, so I guess it's pretty obvious it was me. Well I'm a lot older than last time I wrote, and I think I've come a long way. Mr. Piccolo has trained me hard, and the Saiyans arrive tomorrow. It has been tough, but necessary for me to achieve a respectable fighting power. I hope all these bruises are gone by tomorrow, they are really painful, and make my face look like I've been assaulted by some vicious, vile being. Which is almost true, but Piccolo isn't vile, he's really great.

My training began by surviving in the wilderness. It wasn't easy, and it was incredibly scary and lonely, but I accomplished it in the end, after a lot of blood, sweat, and even tears. A stupid dinosaur kept chasing me. I guess I must have gotten stronger, because I ended up chasing him, and snacking off his tail. That was fun, but I'm not too sure he liked it. Serves him right the big bully. Speaking of dinosaurs, I met a really nice one, with a big thorn in its side. I pulled it out, but it was too late. The dinosaur died, I was so sad, but I suppose it's the way that life is. 

I desperately wanted to see mom, and I was about to after some kid drove me to my house (I got washed up on the shore of this place, and I made friends with a bunch of outcasts. Long, tedious story, so I won't tell it). Anyway, I knew that my training to save the world was more important, so I ran off, tears swelling in my eyes, and I met Piccolo. He must have been watching over me the whole time. I didn't say anything though, because he doesn't seem to like the idea of anyone realizing how nice he is.

Well, my wilderness training eventually finished when I had become self-sufficient, and I was able to crack rocks with my punches. Piccolo trained me in person at that time. He had gotten a lot stronger, and told me the truth of what happened in the battle against Raditz. Apparently I got really mad, and weakened him up, allowing Mr. Piccolo and dad to win. I still don't remember it, but if Piccolo says it happened, it must have, Anyway, as I was saying before I drifted off, Piccolo trained me, and it wasn't easy, probably the hardest thing I've ever done. He beat me across the floor constantly, and inflicted a great deal of pain towards me. I see now though, that he was doing it to make me stronger, and more courageous. He's a really great guy when you get to know him actually. Well, gotta go, Piccolo's telling me to get some sleep. Big day tomorrow. I'll write back in here after we beat those stupid Saiyans across the floor. Me and Piccolo will show them! 

Oh yeah, one more thing, tomorrow I'm going to see my dad again! After a whole year of waiting, I'm finally going to be able to speak with him, I can't wait! Night diary!

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The fight with the Saiyans was earlier today! What a fight it was! So many things happened, some happy, some sad. Piccolo died, and it was all my fault. I was too much of a coward to fight, and he got in the way of a beam that was intended for me. I got really mad, and finally plucked up the courage to fight after that, so I suppose Mr.. Piccolo's sacrifice wasn't in vain. Apparently there are Dragonballs on a planet called Namek, so I'm going to go there so that I can wish Piccolo back!

My daddy came and saved my life! I was about to be blasted by that big bully Nappa, when dad's nimbus shot under me, and carried me away! Unfortunately, by the time dad arrived, only me and Krillen were left. We were told to leave, but we returned when we saw the sky turning funny colours. Dad had fought really well, and he was incredibly strong, but somehow Vegeta had transformed into a big monkey thing. He was even more powerful like that, the dumb Saiyan, hurting my dad! Krillen said we had to cut his tail off, and we managed it...well, Yajirobe managed it actually. He seemed to disappear after that though.

I'm a bit fuzzy on the details, must have been too many blows to the head, but I remember matching Vegeta punch to punch. Admittedly he was hurt pretty bad when I fought him, but at least Piccolo's death had given me the courage required to fight. I can't wait to wish my best friend back! I'm straying off the main thing again...umm...oh yeah, after I fought with Vegeta, apparently I turned into a huge monkey, just like he was. I had been beaten up pretty bad, and daddy told me to look at the moon, so I did, and something weird happened. I don't remember any of what happened while I was like that though, all I know is that when I woke up, the fight was over. Krillen told me I fell on top of Vegeta when I was a monkey, and crushed him. I'm proud, even if I don't remember it!

I am now in hospital, alongside dad and Krillen. I'm going to get some sleep now, night diary!